The new black box

We saw Saw VI and it was glorious.... if you haven't followed the anthology due to your aversion to horror movies well then I think you've missed a Rube Goldberg movie-complex. Every movie is intertwined with another movie - some are so intertwined two movies are actually occurring simultaneously. If you can get pass the horrific, gruesome, diabolical and down right bloody traps of Jigsaw, then you would find some well written, well pieced October movie classics. There will be at least a VII and VIII which would be plenty - although then what would we look forward to the weekend before Halloween? But before this wonderfulness of 6 could begin, we had to recap the last 5 yrs worth of films... not a tough task by any means, at 93 min on avg per movie but then it set in... our 8 yr old DVD box would not work with our 9 month old TV, not even with an HDMI cable (High Def something) - in fact our sad little DVD player didn't even have an outlet for it (no wonder Shawn hadn't connected the DVD player since we bought the new TV - I thought he was just sparing himself from watching my chick flicks over and over again). So 30min before Best Buy closed we found ourselves looking for a Blueray player (I of course being the level headed of the two quickly shot down the possibility of a playstation - that would have been a whole new ball of wax I wasn't willing to set in motion). I don't know why they call is a blueray, probably because pink ray or green ray or rainbowbox player don't sound as sleek and sexy to the men folk who are most likely to purchase them... I will admit the picture looked great - even on the non blueray dvds we have. Our new sleek blueray player came with $50 worth of blueray dvds - which equates to about 2 at $24.99 a pop. Now if only the annoying high pitched noise would disappear we'd be set. I only hope I can figure out how to operate it - it was a long day... an hour long personal interview today - all about me and it was daunting, intrusive and I left feeling like all my skeletons had been ripped from my closet - labeled then hung out in the front lawn for everyone to see and take notes about which will then be turned into a book. I hope this job is worth it... and start time is still at least 2 or so weeks away and I learned today that the gov't had budget cuts for 2010 and went on a hiring freeze as of today. bummer
(Could there be any more numbers in this post - sheesh)

Yeah, I'm that lady...

-who dresses her dogs up for a Howl-o-ween costume contest at Petsmart(ballerina and a surfer pup) and then makes her husband come too and take ownership of one of them in a ring of all women
-who eats over 1/2 of her own chocolate birthday cake in a 2 day period and will finish it because her dear husband doesn't do chocolate cake but was sweet enough to get me a chocolate cake because well, I love chocolate cake
-who can listen to the same song, over and over again and find new meaning to it each time (yes on repeat over and over and over in my car)
-who can use nearly every pot and pan and utensil to make baked goods even though it could have been done with one bowl and one spoon
-who can eat more than most grown men twice my size and weight and still be hungry

yeah, I'm that lady and my husband loves me for these things!

Got Some

I made some mummy and spider-web cupcakes for Shawn to take to work - I love to make him some little sweet treat to take to work on the 3rd day of his long weekend work week, plus the night shift kind of gets the shaft (IMO). I think they turned out ok for a first go considering I have never tried to pipe anything in my pathetic baking life. I even bought a cheap cake decorating kit but ended up just using plastic baggies and cutting off a corner, messy - yes, would the bags tips and other strange piece probably worked better - yeah, but kits are for sissies I decided. I also didn't have a toothpick so I had to use the tip of a sharp knife which worked fine and I still have my fingers and eyeballs intact. Originally I was just going to make dirt and worm cupcakes with tombstones - but Shawn doesn't really like chocolate so I settled for anything I could do using store bought vanilla frosting - I didn't even make my own frosting which is a little pathetic, I admit. So, take home points: I have redeemed myself in the baking world. I may have a future in mummy and spiderweb cupcake making and I don't think my handy cupcake work won't be on cakewrecks anytime soon. (they are really yummy too)

**Total side note - I wish I could get video of Wrigley spinning on her butt... or train her to do it on command but alas, whenever I try, she stops - looking so angry that I tried to document her in the act.

Cake Wrecks

In my down time I have been baking and oddly enough having ZERO success in my baking skills - including basic sugar and chip chocolate cookies (that's what my grandma calls them). There is nothing worse than making cookies, them not turning out, your husband saying, honey add more flour - then him adding more flour to make, yes good cookies. Grrr. So in my other part of the down time I found this little gem of a website: www.cakewrecks.blogspot.com
If you have some time to sift thru and actually read the commentary too because it makes it even better you should check it out. Some of these wrecks are poorly done cakes, (or the dreaded CCCs - cupcake cakes) others are misspellings, others are misinterpretations and some are just plain bad. My cookies may have been bad but at least they haven't been posted to any cookies gone wrong website - yet. Make me want to run to Fred Myer and check out the bakery.

Ranch Hand wannabe

Well I asked for the farm today, and I felt like I was asking some lady on the telephone to eat a cow patty pie. I didn't ask for much, more so asked what else they might be offering. I compared my wish list and my needs list and compared it to my collegues... what I asked for was fair, so we shall see tomorrow.

Temple of the Dog

I wanted to whisk Shawn away to LA yesterday, had it almost all mapped out, even found some wicked good last minute tix that, well were cheaper than a week ago. We both had free airfare, so that wasn't an issue and priorty club membership of the good old HI made the hotel reasonable. But for one reason or another - I didn't do it, scheduling got a little messy here on the home front and rarely do I not follow thru with ingenious plans like that. I know it happened for a reason that we didn't go - making a quick flight to LA, arriving only 5 hrs before the concert and leaving 6 hrs after the concert but to hear that Temple of the Dog made a brief reunion last night at that very concert - bummer, big bummer, 1st time in I think 10yrs and who knows when that might occur again - if ever. So, despite missing the concert (being described as a once in a lifetime opportunity, truly amazing and leaving the crowd nearly speechless) I hope Ed decides to sit next to us at the mariners v cubs next June, heck I'd even buy him a ticket for our Chicago trip, he and Shawn and just shoot the breeze with one another "like brothers in arms in the streets and the stands."
So cheers to PJ and the Temple reunion, and cheers to not understanding the 3 sisters of fate ("what's wrong with these scissors? " - a reference to the fate sisters)

And the wait continues...

So I thought today I would say, yay! I got a job but instead I got a tour of one place, a phone call about another job and a murky reception from the NP at the place I toured. I'm stumped.
So now, I am waiting for a return call to see if I should take the bait on the new job and hold on to the old one or just say screw it, I'm done and take the job. I just wish the NPat least pretended to like me. Man, now I'm having second thoughts... major ones and want to hold out for something better, but what if I can't find better? What if I miss a golden opportunity. I hate feeling stuck in a rut.